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callmeblake · 11 months
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L.S. Dunes for Alternative Press in 2022
Photo Credit: Ryan Bakerink
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shxrpest-lives · 5 months
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Kyle McLachlan my favorite butch
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citrusinicake · 1 month
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in another universe
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roughridingrednecks · 2 months
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Halterman
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heavnlyhetfield · 10 months
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LORD ALMIGHTY
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always-is-always · 4 months
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Funny thing is that I was thinking about this particular photo, yesterday. @jkjmbtsarmy , since you just shared it, do you know the backstory on the photo?
It looks to be an airport arrival or departure photo…
I have only seen it once before, in my 4+ years as ARMY, and I hadn’t seen it before 2023.
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Why am I curious about it? Well, does anyone think that the bandana conveniently covering JK’s neck is just a little unusual? Considering it isn’t anything that I have seen him wear in any content, fashion shoot, concert, or anything else. It wasn’t like it was a part of his go-to accessories, you know…
So, I wonder why I haven’t seen anything written about it? It is obviously pre-hickeygate….
Do any of the longer-term ARMYs have any insight on this?
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jupiterdomain · 15 days
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A Country Bench
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egg-baby-official · 2 years
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BTW I’M (PREDICTABLY) OBSESSED WITH THIS RALSEI OUTFIT
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sinisteryuri · 3 months
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ok. tragically separated wwi era vampire twins.
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#seabirds.txt#seabirds.art#mystery twins#gemeos do misterio#q!bagi#q!cellbit#qsmp#i did research 1920s era clothing for this but i based a lot of it off of their mc skins.#cellbit is a sailor turned vampire who ended up in europe during wwi after fighting naval battles at sea and never came home#bagi becomes a journalist to find him and stumbles across vampires along the way not realizing he had become a vampire too#design notes: this all started off of bagi's newsboy cap which was popular in the 1920s with working men. i put her in men's pants because#wanted to give this energy of working a job traditionally not worked by women at the time. <- women started campaigning to work as#journalists notably around the late 1800s and early 1900s (at least in the us and some european countries (couldnt find info on brazil))#i was thinking of nellie bly when thinking of what bagi would be doing in this au! she also has a bandana to hide her neck where her vampir#bite would be and a hanky for blood clean up. perhaps something from home. cellbit is not concerned with hiding his own neck. he's just#wearing a dress shirt LOL. i feel like cellbit would be fully embracing his vampiric tendencies at this point and a part of more vampire#society than human while for bagi it would be the other way around (she's still looking for him in the human world using vampire resources)#that is why he is so bloodstained. i feel like in his free time he would be freelancing detective work for other vampires maybe to gather u#favors or something similar. he's a little bit fancy because of this but still casual enough that there's no suit involved.
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lotus-sunn · 3 days
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Guilty as Sin - imagine + headcanons. tw; slightly suggestive, but nothing explicit! (maybe someday, lmao.)
"you're very pretty, you know that?" you said, sitting beside leo on the roof of a city building hidden from the public's eye, a finished little caesars pizza box tossed over to the side near you. orange neon lights reflecting and refracting, beckoning in spite of being half dead. 
the last of the evening rays were completely diminished, covering the sky with ebony hues, the wind mumbling incoherent whispers into your ear.
"yeah? you think so, sweetheart?" he murmured, his fingers deliberately skimming over the back of your hand, his thumb sliding underneath, touching your palm. 
his eyes didn't dare waver from yours, he held your gaze close and slowly lifted up your limp hand between the space of your faces. 
the anticipation was so searingly excruciating, you swallowed back the shaking breaths that felt heavy on your lungs, and leo noticed.
while still holding your hand in his, and what felt like your entire being with his gaze, he lightly pressed his lips to your knuckles, watching your reaction intently. soon closing his eyes, increasing the pressure of his kisses, he moved his lips over your skin, forever leaving the burning memory of his touch in his wake.
"you're very pretty, too, hermosa." his words rolled off his tongue, slurred slightly like he was drunk off wine and the feverishly heat of the moment. no doubt reading your thoughts, you could feel the bastardly smug smirk against your skin.
he trailed his lips up to your wrist, his other hand settling on your waist like he was on a mission to praise every crevice of beauty you held. and soon he made it up to your collarbone, neck and jaw. 
"can i?" leo breathed out, mere inches away from your lips. of course, he didn't even have to ask, he knew your answer. in response your hands brushed past over his plastron, settling on his shoulders. he didn't waste a single moment at that, his lips capturing yours in a swift movement.
his kisses were teasing, frustratingly so, and he nipped your bottom lip in a playful manner which won him a whine from you. he chuckled softly into the kiss, pulling away to admire you. he gazed upon you, lovingly, oh so lovingly, and he could not help but smile like a fool in love. 
he really was nothing short of one. feelings he hasn't fully articulated yet tugging his soul every moment he's with you. sweetly delirious in the presence of you, you tasted like a drug, felt like the sweetest sin yet brought him to heaven. oh, love, what are you doing to him?
"i love you, pretty girl." he whispered tenderly to you before his fingers entwined into your hair, the heat of his palm against the back of your neck as he pulled you into another kiss. 
── leo can be not all that surprisingly romantic. he runs his fingers through your hair and presses your hands together, your hands are smaller than his, warmer, softer... he whispers a lot to make sure you're okay even if you're just kissing. cracks a few jokes every once in a while to keep it comfortable.
── lowkey loves making out w/ you to chase atlantic, the weeknd and make up sex by somo with the led lights on in his room
── absolutely loves whenever you tug on his bandana, never fails to draw out a deep churr from him. he'll hold onto you, hands sliding down your backside pulling you against his plastron tightly. reciprocating every bit of glittering passion you give to him.
── he tells you how divine you are to him, how much he loves you in every possible way, how you practically live in his mind. while doing this, he's caressing you all over, drinking in your flustered expression. tracing the marks on your body with his thumb. he takes every chance to show you how much you mean to him.
── leo is unfair at times, heavy with his teasing. the opportunity is too tempting not to take, and the ego boost he gets from flustering you is almost obscene. "hm, what's that, pretty girl? i can't hear you."
── if you ever want to get him back though, leo's most sensitive spot is an old wound along his side! it has long healed, but if you ever brush your fingertips past that specific spot, he'll shudder, breath in shakingly, his fingers curling into your sides on instinct. a very satisfying reaction to watch. 
── he's extra weak for soft, gentle strokes and loving caresses. he'll look at you with hearts in his eyes while you run your thumb over his jaw when praising him. he'll melt if you cradle his face while kissing him. and he's a sucker for neck kisses (receiving and giving), tilting his head back when your lips trace over that one sensitive spot he has on the right side of his neck.
── leo loves to nuzzle into your hair, breathing in the scent of your shampoo. burying his beak into the crook of your neck, leaving love bites if you'll allow him to. it gives him a deep sense of satisfaction knowing that he was the one to leave those marks on you, looking back on them later on.
── he loves kissing, in general but he also loves to kiss you like gomez addams. leaning you back, passionately, holding on to you like if he let go he’d never get to hold you again. calls you lots of sweet pet names too. like sweetheart, beautiful, gorgeous, lovely, hermosa, pretty girl, cara mia, querida, mi vida, and mi amor.
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IM SO NORMAL SOOO NORMAL ITS NOT LIKE ONE OF MY FAVORITE WRITERS WROTE SMTH ABOUT MY FAVORITE CHARACTER
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ieropilled · 2 years
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youre laughing. im about to die over these andy oure laughing
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roughridingrednecks · 30 days
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Franks
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sysig · 3 months
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Sorry, I can’t, I’m just too cute today 💕 (Patreon)
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gl1tchxr · 4 months
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hitting juxt with my dragon beam
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aperfecta-rt · 8 months
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Underswap Sans and Papyrus as Pokemon! I rembered I could draw and therefore drew
croagunk has "lazy stretch" vibes and sans is small n cute but packs a punch- and he's shiny so the colors can match :]
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im-no-jedi · 2 years
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Hunter’s new look in the Bad Batch season 2 trailer 😍😍😍
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